Oil change


Today I am going to bring my car in for an oil change.  If you own a car, you’ll know that it’s a good idea to have it checked out after driving 3,000 to 5,000 feet or so.

I drove to a local car repair shop.  I was pleasantly surprised to meet a fellow bear.

“G’day!  And welcome to KoKo’s Kars.  I’m KoKo,” he said.  “What can I do for you, mate?”

“Hello, I would like to get an oil change for my car,” I said.

“No worries, mate,” he said.  He quickly got to work.

“Can you pass me the wrench?” he asked from underneath the car.

I handed him the wrench.

“I have to admit that I do not know that much about cars,” I said.

“No worries, mate!  That’s what I’m here for.”

“I’ll also check your lights while I’m at it,” KoKo said.  “Can you flick them on please?”

I turned on the front headlights.

“One of the bulbs seems to be broken, but that’s not a problem mate.  I’ll pop in a new one,” he said.

Then KoKo checked the tires.

“Do you see this rear tire, mate?  It’s a little deflated compared to the front tire.  Have a look see.”

“Ah, you’re right,” I said.

“And after I pump some air into it, it’ll look like…”


“Ah, much better!”

“Alright, how about a quick vacuum mate?”

“Thank you beary much!” I said.  “How much do I owe you?”

“Nah, nothing for you,” KoKo said.  “Just have a g’day mate!”

“Wow, thanks!  Same to you!” I said.  Then I drove away.

It is hard to find a good, honest (and free) mechanic nowadays!  I’ll have to pay KoKo back somehow.


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